Lord, he's not dead yet

Rumbling--

Bursts of thunder came down through the turbulent dark clouds, with majestic momentum and faint oppression, followed closely by the man in black robe below.

His face was pale, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his lips, and his soul was almost torn apart

After collecting the souls of all the monsters in Zhuo Lai City, his own soul has reached the limit of what he can bear, and he has no intention of suppressing his long-overdue cultivation base

He walked in the fairyland at an extremely fast speed, his movements were casual and elegant, and he was obviously suffering from great pain, and his face did not show the slightest bit

His cultivation base is strong, but unfortunately his soul has been severely damaged, and his soul will show signs of tearing if he only endures the cultivation base. Going through the thunder disaster is tantamount to seeking his own death, so he had to suppress his cultivation base, travel around, and find a glimmer of life

It is worthwhile for him to wait for thousands of years, and finally let him find a treasure that can extend his life

In just a month or so, Yiyou almost let go of his soul

Thinking of this, he slightly hooked his lips, not hiding his good mood at the moment

If the Demon Realm is centered on Xianyin, the Immortal Realm is dominated by Chongwu Xianzong. The three peaks in the east, west and south form a tripod and are the main peaks of Chongwu Xianzong. The sky is close at hand, the stars can be picked

The three peaks, the Middle East Peak is the main hall for discussing affairs, the West Peak is the place where students are taught, and the South Peak is the place where you worship me, where magical weapons, spiritual flowers and herbs, elixir and treasures are hidden.

The northern peak, which is far away, hangs on all sides and exists alone. It enshrines the relics of the elders of the fairyland all the year round. vast

Yiyou came to the bottom of the South Peak, and after touching the invisible mountain protection formation with his palm for a moment, he couldn't help but feel contemptuous in his heart. After 1 years, he used the formation formed by Ci Hua back then

With a thought, several silvery white lines slowly appeared where the palm was placed, and the ancient and complex lines flashed two flashes of light quickly, and calmed down again.

Yiyou steps in

Chongwu didn't even know how to change the formation a little bit, and estimated that the layout should be similar to when Ci Hua was alive, just like the Demon Realm is still the thirteen cities ten thousand years ago

Yiyou bypassed the Xinying Pavilion where Linlang treasures were hidden, and went straight to Nanyu in the back mountain.

High cliffs and flying streams, surrounded by clouds and mist

Under a white bone pine tree, Yan Xiao was kneeling on the ground, with his upper body lying on a large polished bluestone, holding a stone in his hand and smashing the beard nuts he had picked up from the ground.

Yihuo stood behind him silently, seeing that he was very light-handed, hit this side twice, turned Hu Ren around and knocked on the other side, and then peeled out a whole nut with his hands. Renduli

I don't know how boring it is to practice the skills

He reached out and pinched the back of Yan Xiao's neck, "I'm here to pick you up."

Yan Xiao's whole body trembled from the cold palms, and Hu Ren, who had spent a long time smashing it, was gone. He turned around and grabbed the man's black robe, and said with a crying sound, "Yiyou, Yiyou..."

"Why are you so wronged? Blame me for being late." He pinched Yan Xiao's chin and lifted it up. The flesh on the cheeks was less, the chin was sharper, and the eyes were bigger. "Xiaoxiao has lost a lot of weight."

"Yiyou, I miss you so much"

He curled his fingers to touch the baby's wet eyelashes, "Do you miss me? Or do you want to go out to play?"

Yan Xiao blinked away, and said embarrassedly, "Think about it all"

Yiyou smiled, watching him swing all the things on the big bluestone with his sleeve, even the shells, belts and nuts fell to the ground, pulling him to sit on it

As soon as he sat down, the man sat on his lap consciously, took his hand and asked him to hug him.

"Why have you become so clingy?" He said, resting his chin on the shoulder of the person in his arms, relieving the pain in his soul, and pointing to the peeled nuts on the ground, "Don't you eat those?"

"I do not like"

His voice was very cold, filled with resentment, and he was completely different from the whining and coquettish tone just now

"I do not like"

He said again, his voice tinged with tears again.

"Baby, don't cry"

Yiyou didn't know when there were a few more green-tailed grasses in his hands, and he managed to twist the grasses together with his ten fingers.

Yan Xiao saw that his fingertips were not stopping, and was attracted by his movements. He concentrated on watching for a while, and was keenly aware of his gradually deteriorating mood.

"It's so beautiful," he said softly, his eyes glistening with tears, "Yiyou is so amazing!"

What he said was extremely sincere, but Yiyou didn't even have this bit of self-knowledge. He pinched the soft flesh around his waist and asked, "What did I do?"

"...Yes...Yes, um...It's just very beautiful..." Yan Xiao lowered his head and twisted his fingers, hesitatingly unable to answer

"It's the long ears of the mortal world... cough cough cough!"

Yiyou turned his head in time, coughed violently, and the blood sank into the ground, showing a deep black

"Yiyou!" Yan Xiao patted him on the back in panic, frowning in worry

Yiyou wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, straightened up, and shook the grass in his hand, "It's a long-eared rabbit in the mortal world."

"It looks beautiful"

"Oh! You are good at coaxing people"

Rumbling--

"It is going to rain"

"It's not raining, it's just thunder," Yi Youfeng said calmly

Dark clouds quickly piled up over them, and the sky became gray and gloomy

Rumble - boom - boom

One after another thunderbolts came fiercely, and the overwhelming coercion spread to the surroundings with the deafening sound

"very noisy"

Yiyou heard the words and looked at him, facing Shangyan Xiao's gaze, without the slightest fear, he hooked the corners of his lips imperceptibly

He stood on tiptoe, raised his warm little hand to cover Yiyou's ear, trying to block the roaring thunder

The wind whistling on the top of Chongwu Mountain, the dark clouds churned, like waves and snow, it was like tossing rivers and seas, shaking people's souls, like falling into a chaotic world

Only here the years are quiet and good

boom -

Rumbling--

Thunder Tribulation is huge

"Is there someone in Nanfeng who is going through the thunder disaster?"

"There is no one at Nanfeng! Aren't they all treasures?"

"But this is clearly a thunder disaster"

"...Could it be that there are elders crossing the lightning calamity at the South Peak?"

"Maybe, I don't know which elder it is, and there was no news before."

Listening to the guesswork of the disciples next to him, Yunzhi vaguely guessed who in the forbidden area of ​​the back mountain was going to cross the thunder calamity

After he came back from the mortal world, his master had told him everything, but his master said that Yan Xiao couldn't practice self-protection because of his incomplete soul, how could he suddenly overcome the thunder disaster

Yunzhi passed through the bustling crowd, Qidu, Zou You, Chang Ran and others all stared at the billowing black clouds over Nanfeng

The thunder was roaring, and it might strike at any time, and they couldn't go to see what was going on at all.

The thunder calamity is majestic, with the potential to swallow mountains and rivers, each one is better than the previous one

On the towering South Peak, Yan Xiao hugged Yiyou's waist, buried his head in front of his chest, and the roar of thunder was deafening in his ears

Yiyou's body was very cold, Yan Xiao even smelled a strong smell of blood

He wanted to look up, but the man noticed it first, pressed his head and pushed him back to his chest

"Baby, be good"

His voice is hoarse but not weak, and his impatient command tone is subtly packaged by gentle words, like whispers of sympathy in the world

"Yiyou, don't die"

He heard Yan laughing and saying

"Yiyou, don't die"

He hugged Yiyou tightly, grasping at the only life-saving straw in the past 200 years

"Don't die, Yiyou, don't die..."

he doesn't want to be locked up here

"Yiyou, don't die..."

Hot tears soaked a large area of ​​his chest, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and looked up at Lei Jie who wanted him to die.

Already 72 thunderstorms

Originally there were only 49 channels

God can't tolerate him and wants him to die

Delusion!

"I will not die"

"Bleed and Don't Die"

He said in a deep voice, exactly the same words, the same tone, firmly and calmly, as if he was speaking of an unchangeable fact

A total of ninety-nine and 81 thunderstorms, from morning to evening, the sky is changing from orange red to light yellow, light yellow to gray

Under the reflection of the setting sun, the top of the Yunfeng is inlaid with a layer of golden bright edges, sometimes shining with strange brilliance.

"Honey, why are you like this?"

Yiyou smiled and squatted down, looking at Yan Xiao calmly and dignifiedly, the black robe on his body was as intact as when he came, and his untied long hair was not messy at all.

It seems that the near-death just now was just a big dream, only the tears in the corner of Yan Xiao's eyes showed that everything today was not a dream

Yan Xiao's incomprehensible expression was reflected in his pitch-black eyes

After a while, Yan laughed

Stretching out his hand to touch his eyes, the color of his hair and pupils reflected different colors in Yiyou's pupils

He still has black hair, but his eyes have become a strange gold

"It's very beautiful, it's golden, like a little demon who hasn't grown up." Yiyou's voice paused, as if thinking of something, he fiddled with his long eyelashes, and was thrown onto him by Yan Xiao blinking.

"Hold tight", he said, wrapping his arms around Yan Xiao's legs, and hugged him with one hand, "Baby, I'll take you out"

After the thunder catastrophe, the sky is high and the air is clear, and the clouds in the west are like peaks and mountains, red and purple, changing rapidly, golden lights piercing through the clouds and mist, and the peaks are all dyed.

Nanfeng is lingering with remnant clouds, very little dust, and no one is there

Ninety-nine 81 thunderstorms, that is the thunder calamity that monks will encounter when they ascend, Yan Xiao must not be able to avoid it

The first one shouldn't be able to escape, and there are eighty more behind, which is very strange, and everyone can't figure it out, but when they think about the fact that Yan Xiao crossed the thunder disaster, it seems weird, so they blame Yan Xiao himself for being extremely special

Bai Feng always felt that something was wrong, so he went around the South Peak, and found a pile of rubble, where a woven straw thing was placed.

Four different, can not see what is coming

Bai Feng carefully packed it up and went back to the Taihua Hall. Before entering the hall, the ear-piercing sound of birdsong suddenly echoed in the sky above Chongwu

"Quack-quack-quack-"

The big osprey with black pattern, white head and red mouth flies across the colorful clouds over Chongwu

Yun Zhi looked at it for a long time, and realized that he had never seen it before, so he asked Hua Ye who was beside him, "Brother, what kind of bird is that? Do you know it?"

"Qinpi", Hua Ye stared at the dozens of big ospreys with a serious expression, "It is said in ancient books that it is a disaster bird"

Yunzhi suddenly remembered that the book said that before Qiongjie was born, Qinpi kept screaming and hovered above Qingqiu for more than a few days.